So, I got a personal trainer. I know, everyone shakes their heads. What are you doing? Well, you know what? I want to do this, so get over it.
I dropped off my winter pounds in May with daily cardio workouts and after testing out as athletic with really good BMI and body fat percentages, I just decided I wanted to be fit this summer.
My trainer is awesome. We found my ab yesterday too. (yes, just one so far) After just one session–it’s quite amazing how defined things get. And I have hurting muscles, but it provides entertainment for the hubby every time I fall down the stairs.
No, I’m totally kidding. But going down stairs is tough today. I can’t wait to get back on the elliptical today and do some cardio and stretch those muscles again. Yeah, I’m odd.
I also had no idea I had so many writing muscles. I’m flexing them all and it’s a little painful stretching those this week. I can write, and the writing is good, but it’s back to what I talked about yesterday: what makes it on the page and what doesn’t make it on the page. That matters! It can’t just be beautiful writing. It has to be larger than life in a way to translate across to a reader.
I didn’t even know I had these writing muscles. It’s very exciting.
Combine all this with the 70-degree weather we’re having and it feels like summer for sure. I am a little nervous about going to Boston next week. I hear it’s hot back there. But it’s a little coinky-dink that the writing I’m doing on my novel takes place back east near Boston. It just came up too. Something in the back story that I need to figure out so it comes across on the page. And here I go. I’m excited and I haven’t even begun to think about packing or preparing. After London, Boston seems like a piece of cake.
Happy writing!
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